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I feel so stupid, mere apologies can't even begin to explain. It was me who incorrectly assumed and...oh god. THIS is why i need church.

She Speaks In Knives

I see your trap I see what you think
I’m just another whose easy to shrink
You flatter and dart your eyes
You didn’t compensate for me being so guised
She sees the world you regret to believe in
So much mistaken for they all deceive you
You forget that we’ve been here before
You’ve forgotten what it feels like therefore
You speak in knives you cut all the ties
You live for the nights and survive on your lies
You speak in knives you mock those who try
You live for the times when youre saying goodbyes

Cause For Your Misery

They tell you
You don’t know what you want or you are
You see
I know you better than that
I know you like you think you know me
Their happiness is no cause for your misery
I can’t stand the sight of you so completely not you
Its crazy you see
Their happiness is no cause for your misery
Why waste your time
On someone who doesn’t know your name
By the time
You be what they want to see
They change their minds again

I Run

Verse 1: She receives vistors, when theyre mislead, when theres nothing to do, but read thoughts in my head, Pre chorus: When your broken, and beaten and cant even breathe, when the pieces are missing, and ripped at the seams, when nobody sees the scattered mess, she puts you puts you back together, when youre a wreck, shes the one thing we see, we close our eyes, shes the one who holds you, when you cry at night. Chorus: When I can't even tell I'm alone, she knows, so I run to love, I run from you, I run to love, to find out whats true, I run to love, I run to love. Verse 2: How can you tell, when something is gone, cause it looks like its there, but theres nobody home, when the lights are all off, she can still see, when youre covered and cracked, she sees in between, all the leftover hurt youve been hiding inside, all the dark that you cover, to hold up the light, she remembers your face, youve been here before, when your empty and lonely, shell wait by the door, when nobody knows who you are, Chorus. Bridge: Its okay. Its okay if you run to her, when you cant crawl, when theres nobody else, for you to call, its okay, its okay, to run. Pre chorus. then chorus. Whisper: When I can't even tell I'm alive...when i'm left with nothing inside...when nothing is real and nothing is there...when everythings gone, and i dont care...when im left without you without any hope, when i hear the screams and im feeling so cold. pause. Pre chorus to end.

clear liquor and cloudy eyes.

you have stolen my heart. but keep it now. you break it you buy it.

Okay.

Is it okay
If it feels like your slipping away
Like I’m wasting my words
And my time
That its too late
To have what we once had
And nothing is okay
Is it alright
If I can’t let go
Cause that’s what friends do
That’s what friends do
And you ever remember that I’m outside
Ill still be here waiting for you to play
Cause somewhere in there
Is the friend I used to know
And somewhere in me
Is the one that wants to show you
How I can be and who I am
But I’m standing in front of a wall
And its making me feel so small

Truce

Tonight I shut the door/Lose the key forget the score/Erase the feelings in between the lines/Its really not the way you play/ Its if you win the game/And I'm done wasting my time/Chorus: I raise the flag tonight/Truce,truce/Lay down the weapons i wont fight/truce, truce/

The Boiling Point

You got the words that you wanna verbalize/He sits before you with ice in his eyes/Theres little white little black and so much grey/There's walls between that you wish to go away/But you cant/No you try and try but you can't/You have a point/ You have a boiling point/ You have a point/ So make it and move on with your life/You've hit the ceiling and can only go down/This is where it ends where you finally touch the ground/Gone so low you can only freeze/You sit and wait for something to please/No time in life to know yourself/Where your going, no one can help/You have a point/A boiling point/You have a point/You have a boiling point/You have a point/ So make it and move on/Listen boy, pay attention to me/ I know its not hard/ I know youre free but nothing good ever is/ You have the words but do you have the kiss? You try and you try but you can't/ This is my boiling point/This is my boiling point/You broke it move on with your life.

Like A Diary...maybe ill post a vid to it...i like this song.

You
Criticize like you understand
You
Watch safely from the outside
But close enough to look in

My heart has written its story
You can't the words cause youre not worthy

This open diary
Explains all of me
I keep you searching and I keep you spinning
But, maybe you can read me like a book
Just like a diary

The things I wanna say
Holding in so close to me
You take away the walls
Provide a tunnel to the outside world
Maybe its okay to materialize fear
Read about love and write it all down
I'm okay

This open diary
Explains all of me
I keep you searching and i keep you spinning
But maybe you can read me like a book
Just like a diary

I wont return...

So sick of drama. Disappointd in alex's conversation tonight. He didn't know hair metal. I'm listening to Ashely Tisdale. Thinking about piercing my nose. Little voices in my head. Please go away.

Too tired to look for notebook....gonna write a song...

We've burned our bridges
Now were swimming in the polluted waters
I'm finally breathing
Now you cant drag me under

Finding a rythm
My heart beats steady now
Theres no more extremes
I'm not even sure how

Its its unbelievable
You can't have my thoughts
No you can't have my thoughts

My mind changes quicker than the days
I have lost control
Dont see the error in my ways
Closed off the entry to my soul

Its its unbelieveable
You can't have my thoughts
No you can't have my thoughts....

dont know where i thought this was going....just needed to rant in some way that is not completely out and out everything i wanna say....trust me...you have no idea what im talking about...and when you THINK you do...you dont...

Are you ready for this?

So confused. I dont know what to do. I just wanna be like whatever. But it isnt in my nature. Anyway...vocal rest day went good. I actually didnt sing like....at all. I'm pretty proud of myself actually. Too tired to even say anything else. NOT singing is hard work. Nite.